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Feb 01, 2012 09:29

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Fill: Beautifully Wrong 4d/? – ftm!Blaine/Kurt, Andersons – dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia ilovescarves89 August 9 2012, 11:35:08 UTC
What's the matter, Hummel?' Sebastian grinned. 'Don't know how it's done? I'll show you.' Sebastian slid further down the booth so he was seated right next to Blaine. 'Tilt your head to the side,' Sebastian ordered in a low voice. 'No, other side, genius,' he laughed, pushing gently at Blaine's head until his neck was exposed. It made Blaine think about vampires and he broke into a new fit of giggles at the idea that Sebastian was about to sprout fangs.

'Okay, hold on. No.' Kurt's sharp voice on Blaine's other side made Blaine wince, and he glanced over to find his boyfriend looking like he was about to breathe fire. So he had vampire on one side and a dragon on the other. That could totally be the premise of a TV show or something. 'What the hell do you think you're doing?' Kurt demanded.

'Oh, come on, Kurt. Don't be like that. We're all friends here. It's all in good fun,' Sebastian assured him. 'Don't be the jealous boyfriend. No one likes that guy.'

Kurt looked to be considering his options, but before he could say yes or no, Sebastian had leant in and licked a stripe from Blaine's collarbone almost all the way up to his ear.

'Tickles,' Blaine shrieked, before clapping a hand to his mouth when he realized how shrill he had sounded.

Sebastian pushed at Blaine's head again so it was as horizontal as it would go while still leaving Blaine relatively comfortable in a sitting position, before taking the salt from the tray and sprinkling it on the skin he had just licked.

'Mouth,' he murmured holding up one of the lime wedges. Blaine opened his mouth wide, prompting Sebastian to laugh at him. 'It's not for you, dummy. Just hold it on your mouth. Like this.' He showed Blaine what he meant before giving the fruit to Blaine to hold. 'Okay, we're ready.'

Blaine saw Sebastian cast Kurt a look that might have been a smirk. Next Sebastian dove in again, licking the salt from Blaine's neck and causing his skin to tingle again. Sebastian emptied one of the shot glasses into his mouth and leaned back in to take the lime from Blaine's mouth with his own. Blaine, however, could not contain himself any longer and burst into laughter, dropping the fruit in the process. It rolled off his lap and onto the floor.

'Sorry, sorry!' Blaine sputtered.

'What is so funny?' Sebastian snapped.

'I have no idea,' Blaine replied honestly, breathless from the laughter and biting his lip to keep from starting again at the sight of Sebastian's disappointed face.

'Well done, Blaine.' Kurt patted Blaine's leg approvingly and Blaine thought he detected an edge of amusement to his voice. Blaine turned his head to smile brightly at his boyfriend. 'Let me try now?'

Blaine nodded eagerly. Kurt leaned across the table to grab what he needed. He handed Blaine the lime, tugging at it a bit to make sure it was secure, before planting a soft kiss to each of Blaine's cheeks.

'Now, don't drop it, okay?' he told him sternly, but a smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth. Blaine nodded again. 'By the way,' Kurt observed lightly, leaning down to pick the dropped lime up from the floor. 'I believe this was yours.'

He threw the dirt-covered piece of fruit at Sebastian who caught it with a grimace.

'Do you think he hates me for dropping it?' Blaine whispered to Kurt.

'Doubt it. Not that I'd be too upset if he did, to be honest,' Kurt quipped.

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Fill: Beautifully Wrong 4e/? – ftm!Blaine/Kurt, Andersons – dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia ilovescarves89 August 9 2012, 11:36:14 UTC
'But--' Blaine started, but then Kurt was licking his neck the same way Sebastian had, only on his right side instead of his left. Blaine emitted a soft 'uuhh' at the tickling sensation that for some reason didn't leave him fighting the urge to giggle this time. Kurt made quick work of sprinkling the salt on his skin, and then he was licking again, causing Blaine to let out a whimper. It was strange how one person's tongue could feel so different from another's. Kurt emptied the second shot glass and slowly leaned back in for the lime, a smile that was somewhere between affectionate and suggestive playing on his lips. He grabbed the fruit between his teeth and sucked the juice from it, grimacing a little at the taste. He took the shell from his mouth and threw it aside, before going in for a proper kiss, one unhindered by sour fruits. As the kiss deepened, Blaine could taste the lime and the alcohol in Kurt's mouth and it made his head spin. Kurt broke the kiss and licked away a stray bit of lime juice, that had trickled down Blaine's chin, and Blaine looked down to see Kurt's eyelashes fanning against his cheeks in the most beautiful way.

'God, Kurt, you're amazing.' Blaine brought his hand up to caress the hair on the nape of Kurt's neck. 'So amazing. So beautiful. I love you so much,' Blaine babbled.

Kurt finally (too soon) pulled back and Blaine was brought back to the reality of where they were with Sebastian watching them and still one more shot to go.

'Okay, me next, me next! I wanna do you,' Blaine announced excitedly to Kurt, whose eyebrows shot up.

'You know,' Kurt mused looking past Blaine at Sebastian as Blaine licked a long stripe on his neck. 'This was a really great idea.'

*

'God, how much did he actually drink?' Sebastian wondered as Blaine stumbled out of the bar, Kurt doing his best to keep him steady as they made their way across the parking lot. He sounded part amused, part concerned.

'Too much,' Kurt panted as he fought to keep them walking in a straight line. Sebastian was watching from safe distance. 'Oh, nonono, Blaine.' Kurt placed one hand on the driver's side door to keep Blaine from entering that way. 'You are definitely not driving like this.'

'Yeah, neither are you,' Sebastian commented from a few feet away.

'What?' Kurt wheeled around to face the other boy, but taking care to keep his grip on his boyfriend. Sebastian stood calmly by the trunk of Kurt's car, hands in his pockets. He didn't bother with an answer but instead raised an eyebrow at Kurt's question. 'Crap. Well, we'll just--'

'Come on, I'm parked over here.' Sebastian jerked his head to indicate the direction.

'Wait, how are you any better to drive?' Kurt frowned, losing his grip on Blaine when the latter somehow managed to stumble while standing still. Blaine fell to the ground with a thud.

'Ow,' Blaine pouted, sounding more annoyed than hurt.

Kurt offered Blaine a hand, distracted as he was watching Sebastian more than Blaine, a confused look on his face. 'You've been drinking all night too,' he pointed out, pulling uselessly at Blaine. 'Come on, Blaine, you've gotta help me out here.'

'Yeah, I've been drinking,' Sebastian spoke with the air of someone explaining something very simple to a three-year-old. 'Coke. Except one drink when we first got here.'

'Oh.' Kurt lost his grip on his boyfriend once more, and Blaine slumped back to the ground and let out a loud wail. Kurt watched as Sebastian walked over to them, stopping at Blaine's side. 'I thought that had rum in it,' Kurt muttered stupidly.

Sebastian meanwhile had crouched behind Blaine and gripped him under his arms, pulling him effortlessly to his feet.

'Surprise.' Sebastian's tone was flat and mocking.

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Fill: Beautifully Wrong 4f/? – ftm!Blaine/Kurt, Andersons – dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia ilovescarves89 August 9 2012, 11:37:42 UTC
Kurt crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at the taller boy, who was now holding the intoxicated boy steady, one hand gripping his forearm firmly and the other resting at the small of his back.

'What about the tequila then?' Kurt demanded.

'Water,' Sebastian admitted easily.

'Water?' Kurt's eyes bugged at the realization. 'What do you mean “water”? Why the hell would you fake that?'

Sebastian's face was blank as he let a moment pass, leaving the question unanswered.

'Come on,' he said as he began to lead Blaine away from Kurt's car. 'Let's get him in my car. I'll drive him home. I'm going that way anyway.' Sebastian turned to look at Kurt as he caught up with them. 'I'll take you too, I suppose, even though your house is kind of out of my way. I'm nice like that,' he added with a grin.

'Oh yeah, you're a real prince,' Kurt snarled. 'And you can take both of us to my house. I don't trust you alone with him like this.'

'Oh, come on.' Sebastian came to a halt by what was evidently his car. He rolled his eyes, exasperated. 'As if I'd try anything. I'm not that kind of guy.'

'Funny,' Kurt replied coolly. 'I'd have thought that's exactly the kind of guy you were.'

Sebastian gave a theatrical gasp and put a hand to his chest. 'Oh, no. You hurt my feelings.' He rolled his eyes again. 'Fine, I'll take you both to yours. Happy?'

'Extremely.' Kurt gave an exaggerated grimace of a smile.

*

Cold water splashed across Blaine's face and he became truly sentient to his surrounding for the first time since somewhere between his third beer and the tequila shots. His entire body ached and he wanted more than anything to tear off all his clothes and put on his favorite pajamas, but he was at Kurt's house and that was not an option for several reasons. Blaine sighed. What a night.

Kurt was waiting for him in his bedroom, brandishing a cup of coffee which Blaine accepted gratefully. He sat down on the bed next to Kurt and took a few large gulps of coffee, beyond caring that it was scalding his tongue.

'You with me again?' Kurt asked softly.

Blaine took another swig of the coffee and then nodded. 'Yeah.' He chuckled a little. 'Sorry 'bout that. Guess I got a little carried away.' He looked around the room, testing himself, and was relieved to find that his surroundings had mostly stopped spinning. His head felt a lot clearer now and what fogginess was left was probably more from exhaustion than anything.

'Good,' Kurt remarked as he took the cup from Blaine and put it on the bedside table. 'Then I won't feel like I'm taking advantage when I do this.'

Kurt leaned forward, cupping Blaine's face with both hands as he kissed him. Flashes of their night in the bar ran across Blaine's mind as he kissed back, and he blushed a little when it occurred to him what they must have looked like to other patrons. The kiss deepened, and then suddenly Blaine was lying flat on his back and Kurt was on top of him, still kissing him, growing more and more desperate by the second. Blaine could feel Kurt's growing hardness against his hip as Kurt thrust his hips rhythmically, and somewhere at the back of his mind Blaine was aware that he was panicking but he didn't move away from Kurt's touch.

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Fill: Beautifully Wrong 4g/? – ftm!Blaine/Kurt, Andersons – dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia ilovescarves89 August 9 2012, 11:38:37 UTC
'I'm ready,' Kurt breathed then, and Blaine became aware of a hand that was starting sneak underneath his shirt. 'I'm comfortable.'

Blaine stilled and he looked wide-eyed into Kurt's darkened ones.

'I-- I'm not.'

At these words Kurt froze and he watched Blaine with something akin to confusion. Beneath him, Blaine squirmed, trying to sit up and Kurt moved aside to let him.

'I'm-- I'm sorry. I'm not. I'm just-- I'm not-- not ready. I'm not,' Blaine stammered out.

'It's okay. I'm sorry, I shouldn't've-- It's okay, Blaine.' Kurt reached out to touch a reassuring hand to his boyfriend's arm. 'Blaine, you're shaking.'

'What?' Blaine jerked away, moving to stand up. 'Yeah, no, it's fine. I was just-- surprised, I guess.'

'I'm sorry,' Kurt repeated, staying on the bed, apparently not trusting that it was safe to move closer. 'I didn't mean to pressure you. I just assumed that you--'

'It's fine,' Blaine croaked, raising his hands before pressing two fingers to either temple. He sighed. 'I have to go.'

As Blaine backed away and turned to leave through the open bedroom door, Kurt scrambled to get off the bed. 'What? No, Blaine, you can't. I'm sorry, okay? I won't try anything again. You just can't leave. You don't have a car or anything.'

'It doesn't matter. I'll manage.' Blaine continued down the dark hall without looking back. 'I just can't be here right now.'

'Please, Blaine. Just stop, you're freaking me out.' Kurt's voice was high-pitched and frantic as he followed Blaine downstairs. 'You can sleep on the couch. We don't even have to talk, just-- Blaine!'

But Blaine was already out of the door and disappearing into the dark night.

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